Phone Call You Never Expect…
I almost never pick up my landline. Usually, if it rings, it’s someone trying to sell me something. But it rang around noon, and that made me wonder — when did I last check my answering machine? Before Thanksgiving, at least… So I wandered in to check the machine, just in time to hear, “Hi, Chia. It’s John — Shawn’s boyfriend. Shawn’s in the hospital. ICU, actually.”
Of course I picked up.
His liver is failing. They don’t know why yet. He went to the hospital yesterday. They put him in ICU when his blood pressure dropped dangerously low.
John called again later. He said Shawn’s stable, but unconscious. He’s on a respirator, because he didn’t react well to something they did to him. His esophagus is badly damaged. But, they expect he’ll make a full recovery.
I’m irrationally angry at myself, because I haven’t talked to him since before the wedding, in July. It must be worse for John, who lives with him and didn’t know how sick he was.
All I can do is wait to hear more news. And pray.